Rich

On Saturday I went and volunteered at a local event downtown. The JDRF Gala. It was basically a place where the richest of the rich came had dinner and auctions to raise money for diabetes. The club I'm in volunteered to help out. And me being the ever so helpful one gladly agreed. My friend and I both went and we dressed really nice. I was in a button up shirt and tie with black slacks and a vest. She wore a black skirt and a pretty blue blouse.


The event was downtown. And my friend and I's first thoughts were that it was way too hot for this. -__-. That's why we're such good friends. So we went to the event with the other people in our club. My first thoughts and feelings were that I was shocked at the fact that we had more than five people volunteering. Probably because they found out we were getting free food. And we did. That was the first thing they did, they fed us! Some rich expensive ravioli! It was pretty awesome. After that we had to get working.

That consisted of learning the ropes with the little machines (ipod touches with a specific app to them) for the silent auction and being around in case anyone needed help figuring out the system. That was for over an hour and really, really boring. This is the part that really, really annoyed me. Yes I just used 4 reallys in the same paragraph. This is my blog. Anyways. The stuff for the auction consisted of tickets to the university's football game, trips Disneyland, tickets to a Justin Bieber concert in Vegas, and huge expensive painting and boxes of wine and vodka. And a little Labradoodle puppy (he was sold for over 4000 dollars). Yup.

But during this time most of the people were extremely rude. They would not move to let us through, yet would walk right by us without so much as an excuse me or a second hell even first look in our way. They were very rude and I was feeling very pissed. I also couldn't believe that middle schoolers (or at least they looked like they belonged in middle school) were acting like they were the shit.

By the end of this I was not impressed with the rich. Especially when they would buy things wasting hundreds of dollars and in some cases thousands and not even know what they had gotten, yet expected us to know.

We bagged and boxed their "goodies" and they were off with them.

At least the event raised a crap load of money. And it was actually really fun. And as much as I hate dressing up I admit it was kind of cool to do so.

Oh and the decorations were amazing and the theme was James Bond. The rich sure know how to party.